
Looking back in the direction he had come from, Vector looked at the setting sun. At the people he had met, known, and then left behind as he continued on his way. And then, as was often the case, his facade of carefree cool fell, and he considered, silently and to himself, with this part of his life coming to an end, was this proverbial setting sun like the real sunset? A herald of a new dawn? Or was it an end, a symbol of finality. He thought about that for a moment, before wandering to find somewhere to rest.
Been having some thoughts lately about my time online. Some events happened which dredged up very old memories of times and people gone by. But even though the sun set on that, I moved forward, met new people and began anew. But I'll never forget the people that put some light into my life, even if they didn't know they did.
Been having some thoughts lately about my time online. Some events happened which dredged up very old memories of times and people gone by. But even though the sun set on that, I moved forward, met new people and began anew. But I'll never forget the people that put some light into my life, even if they didn't know they did.
Category Artwork (Digital) / All
Species Yoshi
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File Size 94 kB
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